dream visits

Remembered dream visit

My husband is eighty-two years old and his dream visits with his deceased loved ones are becoming more common now.

This last time, he had a visit from his mother. He said they talked and laughed uncontrollably. He mused, “I can’t remember the last time Ma and I had a good talk. It’s been years!” Simply put, they had a marvelous visit.

His dream visit that he enjoyed more than any other, is one that should be recorded (in a dream journal) so that he will more likely hang on to it and revel in it again in the future.

May I remind all my readers — journal all your dreams. If you wake and remember a dream visit in the middle of the night, grab your dream journal and pen from your nightstand and record it. You won’t be sorry you did!

Getting back to my normal state of visiting with my deceased loved ones

Yesterday, I checked in to report that I hadn’t had any dream visits with my sainted loved ones in three weeks. That’s three weeks since my surgery and associated drugged distortion of my vibrations.

I did report however, that the nightmares had ceased and regular dreams had returned.

I am happy to report that last night, two of my deceased loved ones appeared in a dream along with four of us who are yet alive in the flesh and blood. So, looks like I’m slowly getting back to my normal state of visiting with my deceased loved ones who live in the spirit yet.

Last night’s visit was a bit confusing. I had one of my loved ones, who died from suicide, appear again, but as a baby. Does that signify he is born again? Reincarnated? Probably more likely that he is like a baby in the hereafter, learning some very important lessons about life. But he was a happy baby. And that makes me happy!

My Mom, who passed four years ago, also joined us in the dream. She talked with the baby’s Mom the whole time and I felt that their conversation was very healing for the Mom of the baby. I do hope so.

One more thing, I ‘flew’ in the dream. I love to fly!

I flew often in my childhood. But in adulthood, I most often levitate. So wonderful to fly free again!

Dream visits from beyond the veil

Night after night, I keep having dream visits with random old friends who have passed on (died.) I haven’t reported on any of them here because they appear to be of little importance. We simply visit and speak of nothing that leaves an impact with me.

I’ve been wondering why all these dream visits. I believe I’ve come up with an answer.

We’ve been hived up in our home for weeks now amid this covid-19 pandemic. Absolutely no visiting for us.

Perhaps those old friends are kindly taking up the slack with visits from beyond the veil. They are blessing me with their friendship when I am most need of it. Lovely visits with mundane talk where we’re just relaxed and enjoying jawing with each other. How perfect is that?

Dream-visits and peace

I just finished thumbing through my dream journal. I reviewed my dreams and dream-visits of the past six years. I am struck that I haven’t recorded many dreams that were not dream-visits from loved ones who have passed-on.

It seems that I have visited more with my mother and father than anyone else. My Aunty Cal and my friend Naji, probably come in right behind them.

Perhaps those we love the most, remain the closest in connection with us, after they pass. I only came to this realization in reviewing the entries for the past six years.

Having said that, I must mention that I also visited with acquaintances too. And we were obviously comfortable visiting with each other and indeed, happy to be together again.

It reminds me of finding old school mates or folks that were around when we grew up. We may never have been involved closely or had much in common. But rediscovering each other later in life is like finding a long-lost family member. It is a joy.

Reviewing those dream-visits with my loved ones who have passed-on, has given me a lovely sense of peace. I wish this peace for all of my readers, too.

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Yesterday, May 15, 2019, was my Dad’s 93rd birthday. Daddy is in Heaven now. I’m sure he heard the Happy Birthday wishes coming from all of us who love him best.

So last night, before closing my eyes in slumber, I wished him a Happy Birthday and then went on to pray for a visit from my step-daughter who passed twelve days ago.

I did my usual thing of protection from God’s Holy White Light, and asking for a visit from her, so long as it is pleasing to my God and so long as my step-daughter desires the visit.

But, I added, if this visit was not yet to be, then a visit from any of my other preferred loved ones, would be lovely.

Dad and Mom both came in my sleep and blessed me with their presence. We talked and laughed.

What was the dream about you ask?

Guess who did not take her own advice and journal it immediately?

Yes, me! I repeated the dream to myself before falling back to sleep. Well, that was enough to remember I had the dream with them in it. However, the rest is history ~ unrecorded history.

While I am happy and grateful to have lived another experience with the two of them, I feel a sense of frustration in the loss of memory.

Why do I tell you of this? In the hopes that you can take a lesson from it. When you have a dream visit from a deceased loved one, write it down, IMMEDIATELY. This will insure your remembering it. Otherwise, the memory may lay dormant in your subconscious.

Happy dream visits to you, and remember to journal those dream visits, immediately!

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